Hopeless

I don't lie in my music, I'm an open book

Time I do this shit with no hook

Just let it spill for real

Aye, look

Crushing up this X pill

Thinking bout my next thrill

Bro been down for 15, but he's catching Rec still

I just cut my side joint so now I got one less bill

Movin up to first-class, I wonder how that jet feel

Disrespected by the last offer probably curve the next deal

I'm from where they still pop em'

Even though it's pressed pills

A lot of rappers richer than me did this shit with less skill

So I know I could get on quicker if I kept it less real

Goin' thru the motions pour a triple shot of somethin'

Used to bag up in my momma bathroom with the water runnin'

Woodrow Wilson in the lobby I would post up like I'm Drummond

Homicide was at my door with subpoenas gettin' summoned

Me and Dotta in that Sentra bustin' moves out in Stonham

Off of Exit 36 like the ounces in a brick

In the bity got some blood homies and I fuck with crips

Feds will put you in that blender don't get caught up in the mix

'Cause they'll have you in the tank next to junkies getting sick

Replace the bust down and put shackles on your wrist

Where'd them diamonds go?

The jeweler won't give you half of what you spent

In your pockets but you coming up with lint

Don't make no sense

Say a prayer for me I'm feeling hopeless

All I know I'm fed up with this broke shit

My PTSD way too much to cope with

On probation but I got to make this dope flip

I used to think about my life like it didn't matter

Risk my freedom roll the dice like it didn't matter

Blew my last on some ice like it didn't matter

Made the same mistake twice like it didn't matter

I put it in the air I blow it I don't throw it

I'm from where if you really got it you don't show it

Crack spoken word or either the dope poet

And even if you know if they ask you, you don't know it

See me I'm from the put-in work era

I was sliding way before the syrup in perc era

All you got to do is hit the switch and it work better

They say when you get right up on him it hurt better

I ain't got to up it

'Cause I don't ever tuck it

So any funny moves in this bitch imma buck it

Real **** in the room that's who imma fuck with

That's why I'm probably stuck with what I'm stuck with

All I know is shit is real it be hard to focus

**** that know everything always be the brokest

It's crazy how you can get rich off one dope flip

But say a prayer for me I'm feeling hopeless, damn

Say a prayer for me I'm feeling hopeless

All I know I'm fed up with this broke shit

My PTSD way too much to cope with

On probation but I got to make this dope flip

I used to think about my life like it didn't matter

Risk my freedom roll the dice like it didn't matter

Blew my last on some ice like it didn't matter

Made the same mistake twice like it didn't matter, yeah